Did You Miss Me?

Hi lovelies! How much I’ve missed being here for you all. Well, I missed being here for me too. I have to apologize for my absence, for not being here to deliver those everyday tips for everyday living. Some circumstances beyond my firm control but hey, I’m back now and hopefully to serve you way better.

We’ve talked about forgiveness before so I’m hoping you’ve all been practising it because I  like to think I’ve been forgiven already. I am so sorry for my absence and I sure missed you all more than you missed me. Ok this is  just me hoping that you did.

So I’m back, get ready for a new ride you and I will enjoy. Keep visiting because I’d really hate for you to miss any of the tips we’ll be sharing and discussing right here. Missed you all so much.


We feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean but the ocean would be less without that missing drop.

-Mother Theresa


How Choosing To Forgive Totally Set Me Free!

Hi everyone! Apologies for the break in delivering those words you need to make your golden strides. I’m truly sorry and I must say, you have to forgive me because today, we’re going to learn to practice FORGIVENESS. So yes, you can start by forgiving me. Don’t point any fingers, it’s a start.

Before I go on, allow me share something one of my favourite authors said. Well get ready to forgive me again if I don’t say it just right. Stormie Omartian said, “Forgiving someone doesn’t make them right, it makes you free.” And I believe it. I know you’ve probably heard this before, and maybe in entirely different words but it’s true so I’m bringing it to you again.

Now for those wondering why I’m emphasizing on something that’s almost certain you’ve heard before, lemme help make it clear. This post is about forgiveness and how it sure does free you. It’s not meant to make you believe it any more than you already do but to let you know it is what it is. I know because I’m going to be using a really personal experience.

I love sharing stories with you so here goes mine. The first time I ever left home for longer than two whole weeks, it was for a specific study and I had to stay with my elder sister. Before we go on though, I should tell you she was an idol. My idol. I literally adored her. I imitated almost everything about her. And believe me, that’s not even doing justice to how we really were. I told her everything and she shared pretty much with me too.

Well that took a turn and if you’re guessing already what might have happened, keep trying.

… and then all that adoration seemed to be turning to rage. And anger. And bitterness towards…

To be continued.